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    Cindy stepped closer, between her husband’s spread legs. The table was narrow, and left Allan pinned between his wife at his front and Erik at his back. He appeared to enjoy that because he groaned weakly.
    Cindy silently urged him to play with her tight nipples. And then she leaned in and kissed her husband deeply.
    Erik, still standing behind Allan, was only inches away from their joined mouths. The mingled sounds of heavy breaths, and lips and tongues wetly smacking, filled his ears. He bent his head and kissed Allan’s neck, leaving a trail of love bites along his shoulder. Allan smelled like George. Felt like George. If he closed his eyes he could imagine it was George. George as he once had been—strong and vital.
    Allan raised one of his arms to cup the side of Erik’s head and hold him in place. Erik turned his face into the touch, still lost in his own fantasy. He caught Allan’s thumb gently between his teeth, swiped his tongue across the fleshy pad and sucked the digit into his mouth.
    Allan rolled his head on Erik’s shoulder, breaking the kiss with his wife. When Erik opened his eyes, he found Allan’s gaze, heavy-lidded and dazed, mere inches away, focused on his lips. The expression of gratitude on his face broke Erik’s heart. He increased his suction and Allan began to slide his thumb in and out of his mouth.
    Unbidden, Cindy dropped to her knees in front of the table and began licking and kissing Allan’s cock. Erik felt the way Allan’s entire body seemed to contract all at once with the dual stimulation.
    With his hand under Allan’s thigh, Erik urged the man to raise one leg. He bent it at the knee with his foot resting on the table’s edge. It was an awkward position, but Allan wasn’t complaining. Not even when he slipped his fingers beneath Allan’s balls and pressed up against his perineum.
    Allan turned his head, sank his teeth into Erik’s bicep, muffling an anguished groan.
    He and Cindy continued to work in tandem to ratchet up Allan’s enjoyment; he held Allan’s balls tight for Cindy to suck; Cindy licked her husband’s taint while Erik toyed with his cock.
    Together they had Allan trembling and gasping with pleasure, but because of his position, he couldn’t move very much. He was effectively trapped, forced to let them do what they wanted. All he could do was crane his head to watch.
    Erik reached for the massager, set the internal vibrator to pulse and then wedged the widest part of it, which would normally fit inside the body, beneath Allan’s balls so that it lined up against his perineum. “Jesus,” Allan groaned at the sensation.
    Erik wished now he’d used this on Jeremy. The kid had enjoyed the slim-line vibrator so much that his reaction to this would probably be spectacular. Just imagining it sent a bolt of raw desire to his groin. He felt himself grow hard. It had been almost five months but he still couldn’t get the kid out of his head. Sometimes, when he was desperate, he used his memories of the session with Jeremy to get off on, but he pushed them aside now. This was Allan and Cindy’s time.
    He looked down at Cindy’s blonde head between her husband’s thighs, and his own vision became blurry. After tonight, she would have her man back and he wouldn’t. His man was slipping away day by day. He fought off his melancholy. He had to remember this session wasn’t about him, or even George anymore.
    To Erik’s surprise, Allan brushed his hand aside and claimed control of the massager. He rocked it against himself, shifted his position so that he was almost sitting on it. The device stimulated his prostate from the outside. “Wish I’d listened to you,” he confessed, words slurring together with his loss of control. “This feels fucking amazing.”
    “It’s even better inside.” Erik found Allan’s nipples and pinched them lightly, rolling them between finger and thumb, cranking up the man’s pleasure another notch. He kept at it,